It only took seconds for the hateful words of a thirteen year old to come spewing out of my mouth, raining down upon the defenseless odd girl. The under-stimulating wallpaper and paintings of the hotel room aided me as I berated the girl who had told our principle that our bus driver was talking about sex with some of the students.
"What’d you do that for? You are so stupid. He wasn't doing anything wrong!" I shouted as she began to cry, our other roommate backed away as my shouts echoed in the room.
"I'm sorry. She just asked me." The girl apologized for being a tattletale. All I really wanted was for her to apologize for being there, for not being popular, and for making me want to be friends with her, who was somehow unworthy.
"You know why she asked you? Because she knew none of us were your friends and you needed someone to be nice to you!"
That minute is forever burned into my memory. All of the pictures from my eight grade trip to Washington D.C., all of the souvenirs, everything, is tainted and made evil by the terrible words I said to that poor girl. A few years later I would apologize. We even went to senior prom together, but our relationship before that was ugly.
3 comments:
I think every girl has this experience with at least one person. =) I for sure, have had this with a few people. I love how honest it is. I really like how you describe her. Great writing! =)
this is a wonderful piece. you exposed a truely honest moment in your life and i appreciate that. well done, looking forward to read more of your writing.
Your blog really captures the feelings connected with experiences like this. From the resentment towards the girl in the third paragraph to the 'tainted' souveiners and pictures, you did a great job of explaining your emotions in a way that allows people to connect with you. Nice job!
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